Optimism Being Shot Down

I've tied a few times more than I should at trying to put together a Facebook post about the recent shootings by the police on American citizens. I want to scream and shout in to the void that black lives really do matter. That those who are supposed to uphold the law are not above it. That when we see murder, we call it murder. It isn't a debate about what exactly is pornography here, this is quite simple.

I've never understood racism. I disliked people because of what they thought, or what kind of asshole they are. I'd make fun of groups like hipsters because I treated them like a group and ignored any individual. Through it all, I knew I wasn't perfect myself. I know that we are all the same and that we can spend our time in life doing whatever we want and we should do it without outside fears. Internal fears should be what we fight, not each other.

I think of the radio host who said that the Blue Code of Silence is something that exists, and cops don't call each other out when there is a bad cop among them. We should be striving to be better than average, but it seems that the lower end of the spectrum drags us down way too far.

I don't want my friends to live in fear. I don't want them to have to be someone different other than themselves because they may do the wrong thing in front of the wrong person and then they are dead.

I just get frustrated and lost. This isn't the way the world should work. When we see the things that make us different, it should be embraced instead of treated like the enemy. All these imaginary lines between our physical boundaries and our personal boundaries and we forget that it is all in our heads.

I'll never have the magic words to put it in to some magical perspective or have a full understanding of the situation. I can only be here to help others who don't have the same platform that I have to get that voice. Damn it, it shouldn't be this way. Everyone should have the same say.

I look at my Bernie friends tearing apart Hillary with such unfounded hatred and anger. I see the Trump fans do the same on their side, as well as trash each other. There is so much that people are against that it is hard to remember what we are actually fighting for.

I don't have the answers for how to fix things, but we better start doing something outside of spinning our wheels continuously in the dirt, fingers in our ears, and blinders on our eyes.